Chapter 537 - A Demon Island as Strong as Iron

Chapter 537: A Demon Island as Strong as Iron
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Swoosh!
After Yang Ling used the Teleportation Formation Spell to go back to an isle on the sea surface, he took several long breaths of fresh air. As the sea breeze blew at him, his clothes started fluttering noisily.

Your lordship, should we leave a group of Magical Beasts to guard the Teleportation Formation Spell on the island?
The Corpse Wizard King took a glance at the hidden Teleportation Formation Spell behind him and furrowed his brows. This Teleportation Formation Spell was the crowd’s sole way to go back to the castle on the seabed, and even though this island was inhabited, there were just a thousand miles between it and the Demon Island, and someone by luck might discover it.

We don’t have to protect it. Let’s just destroy it.
Yang Ling looked at the boundless ocean before he paused for a moment and said calmly,
It’s only the dead that won’t divulge secrets, and it’s the same here. The underwater castle will be more hidden and safe if a Teleportation Formation Spell doesn’t exist.

Before Yang Ling left, he left his Soul Imprint in the underwater castle, and he could use the Teleportation Gate to teleport inside the castle at any moment. He didn’t have to leave this Teleportation Formation Spell that led to the undersea castle.


The castle at the seabed was quite big, and it had innumerable towering palaces. The crowd had just explored a little part of it, and powerful treasures or some trails about Ancient Wizards were probably left in the depths of the palaces. This was why Yang Ling mustn’t allow anyone to destroy the castle or touch it.

I will take care of it.
The Giant Ape King was fond of flaunting his brute power, and he spoke as he raised his big rod high. As a rumbling sound echoed out, he smashed the ground with his rod, and after one and two rod strikes, the Teleportation Formation Spell was destroyed thoroughly.

Fine, fine. If you continue smashing it, you will sink the whole island.
The beauty Sala covered her ears with her hands and rolled her eyes at the Giant Ape King resentfully.

Oh, that’s right! Your lordship, wouldn’t it be safer just to sink the whole island.
The Giant Ape King rubbed his hands excitedly. This violent maniac’s eyes turned bloodshot!

Fool, if you sink the whole island, won’t you just inform people that an issue was here, and won’t you lure here the Sea Tribe’s members in the vicinity?
The Corpse Wizard King shook his head and said,
I have seen many fools, but I have never seen someone so stupid.


Huh?
The Giant Ape King stroked the back of his head and chuckled sheepishly.

Let’s proceed on. You can continue arguing within the Wizard Pagoda’s dimension.
Yang Ling chuckled and moved the crowd into the Wizard Pagoda’s dimension. Soon after, he flew toward the Demon Island, and as a swooshing sound echoed out, he flew in the air like a gust of wind, and he disappeared instantly.
After Yang Ling absorbed a large amount of energy on the ancient battlefield, his body was strengthened again, and his defense didn’t just reach a shocking level, even his speed became higher than before by much. If he flew at full speed, even the Magical Beast Nine-Headed Python with power at the peak of the Mid-Level Deity Stage wouldn’t overtake him, let alone the Dark Dragon King and Flying Dragon King.
Ordinary Sea Tribe’s members would have to travel for ten days to cross a thousand miles, but Yang Ling that was endowed with high-speed, managed to cross this distance in a short moment.
The Demon Island wasn’t big, and its expanse was bigger than Wissen Town by just a dozen and more folds. Many giant and tall trees grew on the island, and it was verdant and lush. It had many mountains and a few plains, and the highest mountain peak was 2000 meters above sea-level.


There were many islands of varied sizes in the vicinity of the Demon Island, and a large amount of Sea Tribes affiliated to the Demon Island resided in them. Most of them were tribes conquered by force by the old witch’s army, and they were in charge of providing the Demon Island with all kinds of resources.
Everything proceeded within expectations. After the heavily injured old witch went back to the Demon Island, she reinforced its defense and activated the Ancient Magical Formation Spell protecting the Demon Island. A scarlet halo covered the whole Demon Island, and Yang Ling could detect intense Energy Ripples from it even though he was still far away from it.

Sala, command your Groundhog Army and dig several big tunnels. The quicker, the better.
Yang Ling landed on an isle and waved his hand to summon the Corpse Wizard King, Dark Dragon King, and others. He passed down an order in a deep voice and sent the beauty Sala to take the lead.
The strange scarlet halo was able to block Divine Consciousness’s detection, and Yang Ling couldn’t use Evasion Spells to teleport there. He was left without a choice, and he could only hope that the groundhogs would be able to dig a tunnel that would help them launch a surprise attack like what they had done in Saint Peter Castle.
The beauty Sala used reefs’ cover to sneak into the Demon Island’s beach with a large number of groundhogs, and they all operated separately. They got ready to dig several tunnels leading to the inner periphery of the Demon Island, but even though the sandy soil seemed soft, the deeper they du, the harder it became, and they bustled for a long time without managing to dig further than several feet underground. Usually, the groundhogs that had sharp would be able to tear even steel knives, yet they couldn’t tear the stones that could be seen everywhere here.
A Magical Power! There was a Magical Power everywhere!
Every grain of sand and every stone emitted Magical Power’s ripples, and it was obvious that the strange Magical Formation Spell didn’t just envelop the island’s exterior, and it protected its underground region tightly. It was like a watertight tortoiseshell made out of iron.
What should be done?
Yang Ling observed the strange scarlet halo and furrowed his brows. He waved his hand and summoned the representatives of the Sea Tribes in the Wizard Pagoda’s dimension. Those people included the Seal Commander Figo and Sea Demon Eliza that still didn’t want to surrender.
After a short while, Yang Ling got a gradual understanding of the situation thanks to several Sea Tribes’ representatives that had already capitulated.


It turned out that this was a remnant Magical Formation Spell left from ancient times, and it had already stopped working several tens of thousand years ago. But, the old witch managed to find a way to repair it somewhere, and she made the spell regain its power. Even though the Magical Formation Spell wasn’t able to release its full power, it could still be used for protection.
After the Magical Formation Spell was activated, the whole Demon Island would be engulfed by a strange scarlet halo, and the halo would persist continuously as long as it was provided enough energy. In the past, the old witch depended upon this Ancient Magical Formation Spell to block the attacks of the Sea Tribes’ Allied Armies with the help of other Sea Demons, and she managed to protect the Demon Island’s domain and expand it step by step.

The Demon Island subdued several hundred great tribes that included our Farton Shrimp-Men Tribe, and we don’t have even to mention the number of small tribes subdued.
A man with a humanoid head and shrimp’s body shook his head and smiled bitterly. He paused for a moment before he said,
The Demon Island got tributes from a large number of tribes and the food stocked by it will last it ten years. As long as they have enough energy, it won’t be an issue for them to last eight or ten years.


In the past, the Sea Tribes’ Allied Armies besieged the Demon Island for five years. They consumed a large amount of manpower and physical resources, yet they still couldn’t conquer the Demon Island, and they were forced to retreat.
A Fish-Head Man that lived for several hundred years wore a gloomy expression. He knew more clearly than anyone the great power of the Ancient Magical Formation Spell protecting the Demon Island.
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The Sea Tribes that surrendered were deeply worried. They couldn’t find a way to break the Magical Formation Spell despite racking their brains for a solution, and the Sea Commander Fig just looked quietly at the Demon Island.
In the past years, even the Sea Tribes’ Allied Army with several hundred thousand troops couldn’t break the Demon Island’s Protective Magical Formation Spell, and none believed that Yang Ling could find a way to break it in a short time.

Mr. Yang Ling, release me and let me go back. I will seek grandma and discuss an armistice with her. We can settle our dispute with your Magical Beast Territory.

When the Sea Demon Eliza discerned that the Great Demon King Yang Ling wasn’t able to break the island’s Protective Formation Spell, she heaved a sigh of relief. At first, when she discerned that Yang Ling reached the Demon Island in a short time, she was worried that her clansmen would suffer a deadly surprise attack. But, it was fortunate that the island’s Protective Formation Spell showed great might again at a crucial juncture.
Conciliation?


Yang Ling sneered coldly repeatedly. Matters had already reached this juncture, and there was no longer any room for conciliation.
Even if he put aside the conspiracy of the Demon Island and the Church, and instigation of the varied Sea Tribes’ rebellion, just inflicting heavy injuries upon the old witch was enough to sever all room for conciliation.
Moreover, after the crazy old witch would learn that Yang Ling didn’t die in the Death Sea Area, she surely wouldn’t let him off the hook. As for Yang Ling, he also couldn’t let off the heavily injured old witch because he had to take back the lost steles and prevent the circulation of Ancient Wizard Spells.

Your lordship, let me deal with this. Even a stronger Magical Formation Spell will collapse upon suffering attacks above its upper bearing limit.
At this critical juncture, the Nine-Headed Python King Hydra stepped forward bravely. It was confident in its power, and after it recuperated for a while, the injuries inflicted upon it by the spatial crevice had already recovered, and it didn’t believe that someone with power at the peak of the Mid-Level Deity Stage like it wouldn’t manage to break a remnant Ancient Magical Formation Spell.

Fine, let them taste the real power of my Magical Beast Territory.
Yang Ling’s eyes lit up, and he asked Hydra to go fight.
Hiss!
As a hissing sound echoed out, Hydra took back its main form and soared in the sky. It hovered around the Demon Island, and its long body that reached 2000 meters flew in mid-air. Its giant wings covered the sky and the sun, and its malevolent-looking nine heads were faintly visible, while it quickly flicked its scarlet tongue.
It was shocking! Too shocking!
When the crowd saw the colossal Nine-Headed Python King Hydra in mid-air, they were all dumbstruck. They were all aware that Yang Ling had many powerful Magical Beasts, but they still didn’t expect that he had this terrifying giant python. It was a great python with a body length that reached 2000 meters and nine heads!

Oh, my God! It’s a Level Surpassing Magical Beast! It’s surely a Level Surpassing Magical Beast!




No, it’s bigger than the Sea Dragon King protecting the Demon Island by tens folds, and it’s surely not something as simple as a Level Surpassing Magical Beast.


Oh, that is right. It’s surely the God-Level Magical Beast in the legends.

…
The Sea Tribes’ members that surrendered started discussing spiritedly, and they exclaimed in astonishment. They finally saw hope for conquering the Demon Island, and the resentment accumulated by them for innumerable years erupted out. They all took out their weapons and got ready to charge at the Demon Island with Yang Ling’s Magical Beast Army. They wanted to exterminate the hateful Sea Demon Tribe!
Whoop!
The situation of the Demon Island’s defenders was opposite to the Sea Tribe’s members that surrounded, and they had all turned pale with fright. Many loud bugle horns sounds echoed out repeatedly, and the scouts hurried to make reports. Many soldiers in armor emerged from distant barracks, and they started hurriedly getting in a battle formation under the instructions of their commander.

Hurry up! Get in formation. Hurry up!


Arbalist and archers, hurry up and nock arrows. Hurry up!

…
Urgent bugle horns’ sound echoed out, and it was mixed with anxious voices giving commands, malicious curses, and horses’ neighing. The whole Demon Island descended into a mess for a moment!
At first, after the island’s Protective Formation Spell was activated, the Demon Island’s soldiers became calm because they were backed, and they didn’t take Yang Ling’s group seriously. But when they saw the murderous Nine-Headed Python in the air and its colossal body with a length that reached 2000 meters, they all detected a great danger never-seen-before.